"Is this the inside of the temple?"
Jiang Qiao withdrew his gaze, his feelings inexplicably complicated. This little temple connected the Dual Pupils and the Supernatural Source, and even its aura resembled Moon Laurel's.
What did that mean?
All the secrets pointed to the same place.
He looked at the stone offering table in the center of the temple. Its design was old, square and solid, its corners worn smooth, as though people had run their hands over them for thousands of years.
The offering table was empty.
There was no spirit tablet.
Nor was there an incense burner.
There was only a shallow groove hollowed out in the middle of the table, filled with grayish-white powder. He couldn't tell whether it was incense ash, cremated remains, or something else entirely.
Directly in front of the offering table, a stone brazier was set into the floor.
The brazier wasn't large either.
It was about the size of a washbasin, with a layer of black paper scraps inside that looked like the remains of something burned.
A ring of densely packed symbols was also carved around its rim.
The strokes were extremely fine.
Like strands of hair.
They wound around several times, joining end to end, but he couldn't make out what they meant.
"This should be the brazier."
He had never seen it before.
But he had experienced this in the [Simulator], so everything here felt both unfamiliar and familiar.
"Light the brazier."
"That should open the passage to the Inner World."
Jiang Qiao hesitated.
Logically, there was nothing wrong with that deduction.
But...
After he lit the brazier in the [Simulator], a gigantic eyeball had appeared and killed him instantly.
"Surely not..."
"In this era, there shouldn't be a Deity hiding here, right?"
"That Huang Tian guy."
"Didn't he